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When three polacks walked out of the resturant and approached their car, the driver suddenly stopped, and said, "Oh, no! I locked my keys in my car! What am I going to do?"

One of his friends said, "No problem." He bent over, worked loose one of the bricks that edged the sidewalk, and explained, "All we have to do is break out the windsheild and we can reach in and get the keys."

The other, smarter, friend said, "Wait. All we have to do is break this little vent window and we can reach in and unlock the door."

But the driver said, "Hey, this is a brand new car. I'm calling a locksmith."

After the driver explained his trouble to the locksmith, the locksmith said, "Sure, I can unlock the door. But it might be a while before I can get there."

The driver said, "Don't take too long. It looks like it is going to rain, and I have my top down."

Sounds like one of them was the same Polack who dragged his broken VW across the desert just to salvage it. When he finally came to an oasis and was asked whether the heat made his trip unbearable he said, "Oh, no. I rolled the window down."